OK, I've posted this elsewhere before, but I still think it's a considerable improvement on the original.

"Ah, must I go," Matt Hyland said
"Ah, must I go without my wages
With ne'er a penny in my purse
And wander like some poor lost stranger?"
"All right she said, just hang around
Till they come for you in the morning,
Then ask them for your fifty pounds-
Don't say I didn't give you warning!"

There is a ship lies in the bay,
It's setting sail for far Australia,
And in the hold Matt Hyland's chained
Because he's such a hopeless failure.
And in her chamber sits a maid,
She's busy writing out a letter-
An advert to the servant trade-
Let's hope the next one turns out better.